((A/N: hey have you guys seen my journal book thingy I have created? It's pretty boring and I suggest not reading it because I suck. and you swallow. OOOOHHHH))
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Frank stood there for a couple minutes just contemplating what had just happened.
He practically had a date with Gerard Way in an hour! What the hell?
After five minutes of initial shock, Frank then went into panic mode and quickly rushed out of the grocery store.
Loading his groceries into his old black Prius, Frank tried to calm down his racing thoughts. What was he supposed to wear? Should he bring food also? Maybe a bottle of wine?
This was a mistake, he decided. But he couldn't just blow Gerard off. Not like he had during that breakfast. Frank closed his eyes and shook his head.
And then he heard the sound of grocery cart wheels traveling on pavement, the sounding getting fainter and fainter.
Frank's eyes snapped open when he noticed that his empty grocery cart was headed straight for an expensive looking vehicle, and there was no doubt in his mind that it was going to crash into it if he didn't do anything.
So Frank took off running towards the run away grocery cart as fast as his little legs could carry him.
Luckily, Frank caught it just in time, but not before the vehicle's owner came rushing out of the Subway shop.
"Yo! You fucking faggot get away from my car!" A large, muscular, tattooed man roared.
Frank squeaked slightly as his eyes widened, and he quickly scurried to put the grocery cart back where it came from.
Running to his car, Frank unlocked the doors and proceeded to hop inside. He slammed the door shut and started his car, backing out of the parking lot with a loud screech.
Frank shook his head a little and relaxed his tight grip on the steering wheel.
"Jesus fucking Christ that was close. Holy shit balls." Frank muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair.
He switched to third gear and sped away, towards the comfort of his house, where he would put his groceries away and head over to Gerard Way's house for the second time that week.
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"Ray!" Frank screeched into the phone, and he heard his friend drop his on the other line.
Frank had finished putting his food away and was about to leave for Gerard's.
"Shit, Frank! What the hell?!" Ray cried.
"Guess who has a daaate!" Frank sung and did a twirl in his kitchen.
"Not you. Only an idiot would want to date you." Ray snickered sarcastically.
"Hey, Gerard Way is no idiot." Frank said, and Ray rolled his eyes, he could practically see his best friends frown.
And then Ray did a double take. Did Frank just say Gerard Way?
"You're going on a date with Gerard? Like, Mikey's brother Gerard? Firetruck-hair-Gerard?" Ray's eyes bulged out of his head.
"Um, yeah?" Frank shrugged. He didn't understand the big deal, really.
"Dude! He's a fucking hermit! He doesn't even leave his house!" Ray exclaimed.
"Well he was just at the grocery store so-"
"He was at the GROCERY STORE?!"
"Um, yeah? You know, Ray. I gotta go. See you later I guess." Frank muttered.
"No Frank, wa-" Ray started, but Frank hung up.
"Fucking weirdo. What's the big deal? He can't be that much of a hermit if he's happily shopping at the grocery store." Frank shoved his phone into his pocket and checked himself out in the mirror.
Still sexy, as always.
He nodded at himself, threw his coat on, and slipped out the door.
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Heyoooo!
So here's another relatively short chapter because I'm LAZ-E
I've been listening to 2 albums non stop which would be "Too Weird to Live, Too Rare to Die" by p!atd and "xø" by leathermouth because AYYEEE
I've already heard every single song on both of the albums but I decided to totally wear them out by doing this instead.
It's a casual affair, and as always...
Keep Running
-xø, lilly
YOU ARE READING
give me a man after midnight {frerard}
Fanfic>>DISCONTINUED<< Frankie is drunk, and drives his car into Gerard's mailbox. Gerard lets Frankie stay the night, and things go from there.
